Liver Emperor's Otome Love Game

The night sky at this moment is like a dome full of stars, as if the world is left with two people lying side by side on the roof at this moment.

Ge'an lay beside Giotto, and he held his palm tightly.

What lingers on the tip of his nose is his usual herbal aroma, and the heat from his palm is continuously conveyed.

She was so ironed that she wanted to pull her hand out of his big palm impatiently, but she couldn't do it for a long time.

He seemed to be the same as the raiders in other lines, digging out all his unreserved love and holding it in front of Ge'an.

It seems that there is something different.

He paid more, and he seemed to want more.

Not selfless, not generous.

But this request seemed so innocent, as if everything should be what he deserved.

Ge'an thought of many ways during this time, trying to save him from these two life journeys.

With him here to spend a long and dull life in Japanese seclusion?

Needless to say, seven or eighty years, even ten or twenty years is too long for Ge'an.

Fleeing to death directly, creating an illusion that he died for him?

He may fall into eternal self-blame and redemption.

Or make up a reason that doesn't count as a reason and kill him directly?

Death might actually free him from this relationship.

He loves Ge'an so much, presumably he will not reject Ge'an's killing intent.

Ge'an got out of the dark and warm cloak and stood up beside Giotto.

Stretch out your arms, and in the open palms are condensed particles that shone with rainbow light in the dark night.

These luminescent particles gather more and more.

In the end, the Z-shaped great sword gathered into a complete shape fell into Ge'an's palm.

Ge'an held the hilt in his hand, and flipped the sword up and down several times in his hand, which was as dazzling as a cheering stick in the night light.

Finally, maintaining the posture of pointing directly at Giotto's chest, hovering the Dark Night Aurora Climbing Dragon Sword in mid-air.

Even though the blade didn't touch Giotto's body, the sharp sword energy still cut off the golden cloak chain on his chest.

But during the whole process, Giotto didn't move.

Ge'an held the sword and was silent for a long time.

Looking at Giotto's eyes were dark and gloomy.

"Gan?"

The little fox whose face was illuminated by the rainbow light looked at Ge'an innocently.

Like a puppy whose trusty owner puts a knife against the softest belly.

He looked so indifferent, as if what was hanging on his chest was not a sharp sword at all.

Giotto's call brought Ge'an back to his struggling sanity.

She blinked, then said with determination, "I'm going to kill Giotto."

"Uh..." The little fox was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said oh.

Then he continued to lie on the spot without moving, obviously with his skill he could fight back in an instant and subdue Ge'an to the ground.

He just continued to mutter: "Everyone's problems have been solved."

"Well, this ending is actually quite good."

He didn't ask why Ge'an wanted to kill him.

She wanted to kill, so she gave it.

"Uh..." Ge'an couldn't help becoming irritable in Giotto's state.

As if thinking of something, he looked at Ge'an again and reminded: "But Ge'an..."

"kindness?"

"Ge'an doesn't have the slightest murderous intent, can you really do it?"

Giotto's question can be regarded as defeating Ge'an.

As soon as he finished asking, Ge An smiled as if he was suddenly relieved.

What... no wonder he is not afraid...

Worrying about the assailant when death is imminent, only this golden-haired fox can do it, right?

Ge'an was so teased that he couldn't even hold the sword in his hand.

Trembling, he inserted it//beside Giotto's head.

Then he straddled Giotto's body with his legs apart, sitting on his firm waist.

When the little fox was full of doubts, Ge'an held his face.

Kissed him on the lips.

"Uh..." This was the first time Ge'an took the initiative to kiss him.

The beautiful orange-red eyes widened slightly in surprise, shining with a dazzling golden light.

[Giotto Favorability: 100. (Irrepressible Love)]

As if to add to the fun, a systematic hint of favorability came from Ge'an's mind.

But Ge'an has no time to deal with it now.

It seems that because of being too shocked, Giotto, who has always been experienced in such aspects, also became jerky and stiff today.

The lips and teeth are churning, soft and intertwined.

Rubbing ears and temples together, rubbing and licking.

Kissed by Ge'an indiscriminately, his breathing was chaotic like a boy who just experienced his first kiss.

[Okay, okay, Gean, stop kissing. 】

[If the favorability level rises again, it will collapse again. 】

The tone of the system does sound weak and forced.

Only then did Gean leave Giotto's lips with a smile.

Giotto, who was pressed below, blushed rarely, covered his wet mouth with the back of his hand and tried to calm his breathing.

Ge'an sat on his body and could feel the violent ups and downs of his rapid breathing.

"Want to come with me?"

Ge'an asked such a thoughtless question.

Giotto wanted to ask where he was going after hearing this, but he didn't want to blurt out in the next second: "Okay!"

After I finished speaking, I realized that I was really stupid to ask where I was going.

In the next second when Giotto promised.

Ge'an pulled out the Dark Night Aurora Denglong Sword inserted//on the roof of the building.

In order to relieve Giotto's pain, he grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and stabbed the Dark Ye Aurora Denglong Sword into his chest as quickly as possible.

The sound of sharp blades piercing flesh and blood buried and drowned out a small muffled groan in his throat.

Giotto's torn chest mingled with bright red blood spilling out in a blinding iridescent light.

This light was very dazzling, a beam of light burst into the sky, almost turning the night into day.

It aroused the strangeness of the castle residents and surrounding staff.

When the staff, led by the guardian, climbed the ladder to the top of the building to check.

There is nothing left on the roof.

[Congratulations on reaching the plot HE: successfully saving the strange him. 】

Modern, Italian, Sicily.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who has just returned from a business trip, has just gotten off the plane and is still warm on the ground in Sicily.

He was dragged away by Squalo who suddenly appeared.

The long silver hair that reaches to the back is swaying randomly in the corridor of Vengley Castle as Squalo walks.

Prison Temple Hayato followed behind cursing and chasing all the way.

"He must be looking for me because Xanxus is in a hurry." Tsunayoshi Sawada turned his head and smiled consolingly at Hayato Gokuji, who was full of displeasure.

"Hayato must be tired after working for so long, so go back and rest early!"

"But……"

Just as Hayato was about to say something, the sword on Squalo's left wrist pointed at the tip of his nose.

"Hello!" The second-generation Sword Emperor has always had a loud and noisy voice, "Is the leader of your family a creme brulee jelly that can be broken with a poke? Do you want you to follow like a mother-in-law?"

"what?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi saw that something was going wrong, so he hurriedly squeezed between the two people who were at war with each other.

"Don't fight, don't fight anymore, you have to fight in the practice room."

He didn't want to spend Vengley's finances on repairing this ancestral castle.

Blame him for being worthless, the gorgeous castle of kirakira that was handed down to him by the seniors was built and mended by these brats in just a few years.

Prison Temple Hayato naturally listened to his words wholeheartedly.But Squalo's violent temper is obviously not so easy to coax.

Sawada Tsunayoshi scratched his head and found a solution in the blink of an eye.

"Squalo, I remember Xanxus saying what he wanted to eat a while ago, the one you can't get anywhere..."

"Tch..." Squalo took the sword back upon hearing this.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who calmed the little shark's temper in a few words, smiled.

After Gokuji left with three turns, Sawada Tsunayoshi, led by Squalo, came to the door of Xanxus' room.

This is a place where every inch of land is precious. Seeing this place, Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

As soon as he thought about it, a subordinate in a Balian uniform was smashed through the luxurious wooden embossed door and thrown out.

It's started, it's started.

Sawada Tsunayoshi helped the man at his feet up, and saw the Balian tyrant who was furious inside through the hole in the wooden door.

Following his scarlet eyes, he looked towards a large area in the middle of the room.

Sawada Tsunayoshi saw a strange and huge circular magic circle, with strange runes of different shapes drawn in different directions.

One corner was damaged in the southeast direction, as if a small piece had been rubbed off with someone's foot.

The super intuition told Sawada Tsunayoshi that the unlucky guy who broke the formation should be the one that was thrown out just now.

Balian's guardian of the fog, Mamun, quickly repaired the damaged corner.

Sawada Tsunayoshi thought silently in his heart, he had to be careful not to step on this strange magic circle.

"You stand in." Sitting on the luxurious cushioned sofa chair, Xanxus crossed his legs and issued an order to Vongola's Judaimu.

Sawada Tsunayoshi has never been someone who would mind those messy leaders' majesty, he was just shocked by Xanxus' words.

Pointing to himself in disbelief: "Me?"

In the past, Xanxus would definitely call him a deaf trash.

He doesn't like being asked a second time.

But this time, facing Tsunayoshi Sawada's question, he nodded miraculously.

Although this person still looks like a boss.

However, in the eyes of Sawada Tsunayoshi, who has known him for many years, he is already serious about asking for help.

Although the formation on the ground was weird, the super intuitive sense did not issue any warning of danger.

Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled, and walked to the very center of the formation in a graceful manner.

"Is this okay?"

As soon as the words fell, the circular array under Sawada Tsunayoshi's feet emitted a strange light as if it had sensed something.

A strong gust of wind rose from the tiles beneath his feet.

The rays of light and the gust of wind became more and more intense, almost completely covering up Tsunayoshi Sawada's figure.

As the reaction of the formation became more obvious, the expectation in Xanxus' eyes became stronger.

soon……

Then he could see her again.